Lost

I’m twisted and sick,

The words just don’t fit.

I feel as one,

And we act as two,

Never together me and you.

The time I spend in fitfull pain,

Only draws me closer.

I imagine us together,

You see us apart,

Oh, how it rends my vagrant heart.

Will I never feel,

The satisfaction of the one.

I don’t know how,

To find my course

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